Autumn passed into winter, and once again, heavy snow filled the air.
In the year since Pei Yuhang's return from the Abyssal Sea Palace, the Cold Palace Sword Mansion had undergone several expansions, growing much larger than before.
The reason for the expansion, of course, was to accommodate more people.
Early in the morning, Pei Yuhang opened his eyes and pushed away the three disciples sprawled on top of him.
After being pushed away, Yu Xiaoyan and Yu Gu Nan just grunted, rolled over, and went back to sleep.
Only his eldest disciple, her silver hair spilling around her, refused to budge no matter how hard he pushed.
"Yueqiu, stop pretending to be asleep. If you don't, I'll have to enforce the Sect's rules!"
Pei Yuhang uttered his threat, but unfortunately, his eldest disciple was too captivated by his handsome features to repent. Thus, Pei Yuhang had no choice but to raise his palm, preparing to administer the "Sect's rules" to her round, perky bottom.
